Isn’t it therapeutic putting pen to paper or getting your hands on something crafty?
When I was a kid, we moved a lot. My favourite thing about moving was having a new room to create for myself. I didn’t realize it at the time, but it was therapeutic to create a space that admired every day.
I would cut out magazines and create collages that covered entire walls with my favourite photos, prints, colours, & fonts.
This feeling of admiration never went away.
I am blessed to get to go something that I love every single day. I create and enjoy the process of bringing a feeling out of something so simple. It’s a blessing to do what I get to do every day.
Taking moments to reflect & get back to my creative side today. This means putting down the phone, shutting my laptop and grabbing the scissors & some old magazines.
It’s important to remember why we started and what was there for you when life brought you your passions.
What brings you creativity?